Текст песни MVKC CKNT - 11. Прошу простить

Under subdued light
reading-lamp
Divide half the night
Forgetting about unimportant matters
And with each stroke of the clock hands
I will make a step towards the two poles
In the evening the weather, talking without words
Old piano detuned sound
And a glass of wine today, my friend
Keep quiet about how missed near
Her voice, the touch of the hands
These measures will remind me of the past
About how the spirit was not broken
And that at least acts
Replaces the phrase from the handset only
As opposed
Growing up and stayed the same
It's hard not for the fact that he was weak
And for what is often feared
He carried me along the river rocks sharp
Everything on by
And failed one by one just
So, not adults

Please forgive me, but apparently not on the way to us
Whisk the dust of old records
I'll stay on the verge of one night
Only with it we are compatible
Let's talk and we mourn
For strong tea
Of those for whom we miss
In those moments of good grief
Please forgive me, but apparently not on the way to us
Whisk the dust of old records
I'll stay on the verge of one night
Only with it we are compatible
Let's talk and we mourn
For strong tea
Of those for whom we miss

To answer the strength or experience or mom
Many or few
And in such a difficult moment was a simple
And I'm not terminally ill, but simply just
And normally
As if the weight from the shoulders dumped
But if every day
We're there, where we were not invited
This game is so stupid words bleed
This year is not without a trace of goals scored
Only I have time to drive the word
While drowning
Under tons of kilowatts of silence
Feelings that road, burned
And I'm afraid of only one thing that I will think about us
Under whirlpool someone enamored eyes
Sometimes simpler not to choose
Elementary delete numbers
Twiddle memory slides, trying to forget
And the network faced, exit
When the morning comes
Everything turns to dust if
It is terrible to all of our release
We got older

Please forgive me, but apparently not on the way to us
Whisk the dust of old records
I'll stay on the verge of one night
Only with it we are compatible
Let's talk and we mourn
For strong tea
Of those for whom we miss
In those moments of good grief
Please forgive me, but apparently not on the way to us
Whisk the dust of old records
I'll stay on the verge of one night
Only with it we are compatible
Let's talk and we mourn
For strong tea
Of those for whom we miss